Author: Honey Moon
Title: Teacher's Lessons
Part: 01
Universe: Teachers Lessons
Keywords: first herm, futa, impregnation, FF, nc
Summary: Mandy Conner is a mathematics teacher with a secret she keeps hidden from the whole world. Alisa Kincaid is an ex-research biologist forced to take up teaching when the economy causes her job, stocks and savings to vanish like a soap bubble. Alisa soon discovers Mandy’s secret, and wants to write research papers about a true futanari. This could be her pathway towards making a name for herself and earning fat government grants to fund her own laboratory! It looks like Mandy is in a world of trouble, or is it really Alisa that’s about to learn a lesson?

     Teacher’s Lessons
     
     By Honey Moon
     
     
     Mandy sighed. She loved being a mathematics teacher, but 
sometimes it was so frustrating. “Maybe I should switch to 
teaching grade school.” She muttered after the last student filed out 
of her classroom. The high school teacher shook her head. 
“Damnation! I wish they would pass a rule prohibiting the wearing 
of cheerleader uniforms during school hours!”
     
     “Why is that, Miss Conner?” a familiar and unwelcome voice 
said cheerfully.
     
     Mandy nearly jumped out of her sensible shoes at the sudden 
intrusion. “It’s, it’s too distracting for the young men.”  
     
     Alisa Kincaid sauntered into the room. “I would think your 
natural born assets would be more of a distraction, dearie.”
     
     Mandy nearly fell out of her chair before she realized exactly 
what Alisa meant. “I don’t dress to flaunt my figure in school!” she 
snapped, while crossing her arms over her ample bust.
     
     “Meaning I do?” The petite blonde biology teacher glared. “I 
may not have huge jug like yours, but I do prefer to look good! 
Look at you. Do you get all your clothes from Goodwill?”
     
     Mandy blushed nearly as red as her curls. She loved finding 
bargains at thrift stores and flea markets. The dress she wore today 
was vintage 1953. “Of course not! This, um, I got this dress from 
an antique store!” It was a fib, but that didn’t matter. She just 
wanted to shut the bitch up!
     
     Alisa looked her up and down. “Yeah, sure. I believe that. 
Hey Lucy, is Ricky letting you on the show tonight?”
     
     If anything, Mandy’s face grew redder. This morning she had 
smiled at the thought of resembling Lucy Ricardo in this dress. 
Now it was just embarrassing! “Are you here for a reason, or was it 
just to insult me?”
     
     Alisa grinned. “That was just a bonus. I just stopped by to 
ask if you wanted to help chaperone the Homecoming dance next 
week.”
     
     The frustrated math teacher thought it over for all of twelve 
nano-seconds. “No, I, I have plans. I’m sure they won’t need me!”
     
     
     “Jeez, don’t get so uptight! I was just asking!” The biology 
teacher turned on her heel and stormed out of the room.
     
     “Shit!” Mandy took a deep breath, not noticing how this 
strained the buttons on the bodice of her dress. “What a dyed in the 
wool cast iron bitch!” She shook her head once again. “Why the 
hell does that demon have the body of an angel? As if the cheer 
squad wasn’t enough of a distraction!”
     
     The redhead put a hand to her crotch and adjusted the 
extremely tight jock-strap she wore under her dress. It helped a lot, 
but it sure did get uncomfortable whenever she popped a boner! 
“Oh hell, my cock is hard as a rock, and my pussy is almost 
dripping wet! Maybe I should switch to teaching little kids. It 
would be much safer!”
     
     The respected teacher walked hesitantly to the windows and 
closed all the blinds. She was on the third floor, but you never 
could be too careful! Next, she made sure the door was firmly 
locked. The last class was over, but it just wouldn’t do to have 
anyone walk in now!
     
     Moving to the back of the classroom, Mandy let out another 
heartfelt sigh. She was completely out of sight from the window in 
the door now! “Oh God, I need this!” she moaned a she hiked up 
her dress. Holding the hem under her chin, the flushed teacher 
struggled from the restraint of her straining jock-strap and tossed 
the offending garment onto a student’s desk. 
     
     “Oh yeah.” She groaned as her turgid organ sprang free. “I’ll 
just do it once, to take the edge off.” She muttered as slender 
fingers wrapped around thick hard flesh.
     
     Mandy began to pleasure herself. To be blunt, she started 
jerking off! Standing in the back of the classroom where she hoped 
to mold young minds, the hermaphrodite stroked her throbbing 
shaft for all she was worth! Yes, the cheerleaders where a 
distraction, but there was a much worse one invading her mind 
now. Mandy couldn’t stop thinking of what Alisa Kincaid would 
look like in one of those pretty gold and blue uniforms!
     
     “I, I bet she shaves!” the teacher panted as she pictured Alisa 
doing a mid-air split, without the benefit of panties. “Oh dear 
Lord! I bet she keeps her pussy totally bald!”
     
     Mandy pawed at her breasts through the material of her dress 
as her heart pounded and her breathing grew ragged. “She, she’s so 
little, I, I bet she’s t-tight!” The hand on the cock was a blur as it 
brought her ever closer to release. “Oh God! I want her to be my 
first!”
     
     Mandy felt the pressure growing deep inside. “Oh, oh!” she 
gasped, as she turned to face the trashcan. “Alisa! Alisa the 
whore!” she moaned as her back arched and she rose up on her 
toes. With a guttural grunt, a pearly white ribbon of fluid burst free 
from her swollen cockhead. Snatching at her dress to keep the skirt 
out of the line of fire, Mandy let go completely! Rope after thick 
glistening rope of seminal fluid arched through the air to land in 
the trashcan! Any of the young men in her class would have felt 
envious over the sheer volume Mandy produced as she pumped it 
into the metal receptacle. You could actually hear each volley go 
‘plunk-plunk’ as the massive load landed in the empty container!
     
     “I am impressed!” Mandy looked up in horror as the last drop 
of fluid seeped from her still hard cock. Alisa had somehow gotten 
back into the room! Not only that, but she was pointing a video 
camera her way! “My dear Miss Conner, please tell our friends on 
Youtube what you are doing!”
     
     “It, it’s not what you think!” she stammered as she dropped 
the skirt of her dress, too late hiding her rapidly shrinking secret. 
“What are you doing here? How did you get in?”
     
     “It is what I think.” Alisa said with a laugh. “I’m recording 
you, and lastly. The key to my classroom door fits yours too. 
Didn’t you know that?”
     
     Mandy felt her legs shaking as she tried to walk casually. 
“Please hand me that camera.” She said in what she hoped was a 
calm voice. She cringed at how frightened she sounded. 
     
     “Not on your life!” Alisa grinned from ear to ear. “I’ve 
suspected for quite some time. You should do a better job cleaning 
up after yourself. I’ve smelled spunk several times in the ladies 
room after you have come out of the stall. Hell, I actually dipped 
my finger in a puddle and tasted it! At first I thought you were a 
very successful cross dresser, but now I know better. Remember a 
couple of weeks when you were stranded on the toilet? Who was 
nice enough to lend you a tampon so your heavy flow wouldn’t 
stain your precious thrift store clothes? You’re a pitcher and a 
catcher. You’re a futanari!”
     
     “Please give me the camera!” Mandy shouted, nearly in tears. 
“It has to say a secret!”
     
     “Do you think I want to stay teaching brain dead teenagers in 
this burg?” Alisa shut off the camera and actually gave it a little 
kiss. “I’m a research biologist! It wasn’t my fault the biotech 
company I worked for went belly up! My department head got a 
huge golden parachute, while I lost all of my investments! I’m 
going to write papers about you! We’re going to be famous! I’ll get 
government grants. I’ll get my own laboratory!”
     
     “Oh my God! Please, no!” Mandy trembled in fear and rage. 
“Nobody but my mother knows! She’s a doctor, so she does all my 
exams. I can’t let anyone else know!”
     
     “Is she one too?” Alisa grinned wickedly. “Maybe I can use 
her too.”
     
     “Leave my mother out of this!” the redhead cried.
     
     “I’ll take that as a yes. I won’t bother her though if you 
cooperate!”  The biologist pointed to the trashcan. “Bring that to 
my classroom. We may as well start collecting data now!”
     
     Once again the pretty little biologist marched out of the 
room. Mandy picked up the trashcan and followed woodenly 
behind her. “Can’t you leave my name out of it?” she asked softly 
as they headed down the hallway. “You can just call me test 
subject Jane Doe, or something.”
     
     “Don’t be silly, dearie. I’m going to need to bring you on the 
lecture circuit with me. Your face is going to be plastered all over 
the media. They may as well know your name too.” Alisa looked 
thoughtful. "You have a good body. Maybe I can get Playboy to run 
a layout on you. No, maybe Playgirl would be better. You are 
going to be so popular!” She opened the door to her own classroom 
and ushered her new test subject inside.
     
     “I don’t want to be popular!” Mandy sobbed. She put the 
trashcan down where Alisa indicated. “I want to just keep on 
teaching. How can I stay being a teacher if you make me famous 
like, um, like that?”
     
     “You won’t have time to keep teaching!” Alisa locked the 
video camera away in a storage cabinet, and slipped her dainty 
hands in to rubber gloves. Mandy watched in numb silence as the 
blonde leaned over the trashcan and inhaled deeply. “It smells one 
hundred percent male. To be honest, I sort of like that musty scent. 
Never mind that. It’s time to go to work.”
     
     Mandy felt like she was watching an episode of CSI Miami 
as Alisa used a pipette to extract a sample of the slimy fluid and 
place a droplet on a slide. “What are you doing?” she asked quietly 
as her nemesis bent over a powerful binocular microscope.
     
     “Hush!” Alisa impatiently waved her hand. “I’m trying to 
estimate a sperm count! The damn wigglers are so active, and there 
are so many of them, it’s hard to keep track!”
     
     Mandy’s heart gave an odd lurch at that news. “Can I go 
now?” she asked like some timid student being kept after school.
     
     “Not yet.” Alisa straightened up and rubbed her eyes. “Your 
count is absurdly high. I’ll try again later after I use a spermicidal 
agent to kill the little buggers. No matter. We have all the time in 
the world.” She opened a drawer and pulled out a digital still 
camera. “Right now it’s time to document the subject.”
     
     Mandy crossed her arms over her ample chest and backed 
away.  “What do you mean?” 
     
     “Oh, I think you know.” Alisa snapped a picture. “Get out of 
that frumpy old dress so I can get some good images!”
     
     She wanted to run, but Mandy was too frightened. How did 
she ever get into this Hell? “Uh, okay. J-Just a couple.” Her fingers 
trembled as she began unbuttoning the dress. 
     
     “A stripper you aren’t.” Alisa quipped as she watched the 
taller woman struggle out of the garment. “You’ll need to practice 
for your demanding public.”
     
     Blushing from head to foot, Mandy tried to keep calm while 
covering her naked crotch with both hands. “Take your damn 
pictures! Let’s get this over with!”
     
     The flash fired again, before Alisa lowered the camera. “You 
haven’t finished, dearie. Take the bra off too! I want you naked as 
a Jaybird!”
     
     Oh God! The second Mandy reached to unclasp her bra, the 
camera fired! Alisa was wasting no time in photographing her 
precious secret! “Isn’t that enough?” she shouted as she threw the 
chaste white bra to the floor. “Haven’t you caused me enough 
humiliation?”
     
     The biologist ignored her subject’s pleas and picked up the 
garment. “Damn! 44DD, do you get backaches hauling those 
things around?” Alisa pointed. “Make it hard. I want to photograph 
it, and take measurements!”
     
     “Alright, I’ll try.” This was the most embarrassing moment 
of her life! Mandy closed her eyes and tried to calm herself. Once 
again, images of Alisa dressed as a cheerleader flickered across her 
imagination. 
     
     “Damn! What are you thinking about?” The camera flashed 
again and again. “That thing is huge!” Alisa glared up at Mandy. 
“You aren’t thinking nasty things about me, are you? I heard you 
calling my name in your class room!”
     
     “No, of course not!” Mandy lied as her cock throbbed in its 
full glory. 
     
     “Well, I suppose it doesn’t matter. It sure got the job done!” 
She placed the camera on a workbench and picked up a measuring 
tape. “Hold still and please try not to spunk on me!” 
     
     Mandy moaned as for the first time in her life, someone else 
touched her maleness. Maybe not the first time. Mom had touched 
it in the past, but being bathed or having a medical exam didn’t 
count. This was the first time another’s hand had touched her while 
fully erect! She couldn’t help watching as delicate hands carefully 
hefted her shaft. She shivered as the metal tape touched her 
hardness. “That’s cold! Stop it!”
     
     “Holy fuck! Lucky number thirteen! Thirteen inches from 
crown to base!” Alisa laughed. “Guys would kill to have a cock as 
big and thick as yours!” 
     
     “It’s only eleven inches!” Mandy stammered. “I measured it 
once myself!”
     
     “I guess you’re a growing girl!” Putting the tape down, Alisa 
went back to hefting the organ, moving it this way and that. 
“Internal testicles. That gives you a nice clean look with that cute 
little tuft of red ringlets. I’ll have to run an ultrasound and perform 
a biopsy to see how they can produce so many active healthy 
looking sperm.” A drop of fluid dripped slowly from the swollen 
head to land on the sleeve of the examiner’s blouse. “That turned 
you on?” she shook her head and laughed. “Don’t get above 
yourself, test subject. I’ll get you a beaker so you can jerk off 
again. I’ll want to properly measure your output this time.”
     
     Anger slowly pushed away the fear and humiliation Mandy 
had been feeling. “A biopsy?”
     
     Alisa turned away to get a beaker from the supply cabinet. 
“Don’t be a big baby. If you’re lucky, I can perform a needle 
aspiration biopsy. That’s minimally invasive. If not, well, you’ll 
have a small scar, that’s all.”
     
     That was it! Mandy sprang across the room and grabbed her 
tormentor, spinning her around. “You will not do any sort of 
procedure on me!” she shouted down into the petite woman’s face 
as she gripped slender wrists. “You took your pictures, and have 
your video. That is all you are going to get!”
     
     The self assuredness left Alisa’s eyes as she looked up at the 
taller woman. “Let me go!” she gasped, struggling in Mandy’s 
grip. Something poked her in the tummy. She looked down 
between them and gasped. “You let me go right now, or I’ll post 
that video on Youtube tonight!”
     
     “You already said you’re going to post it!” Mandy pressed 
tighter against Alisa, and it felt good! “I’m going to be ruined!” a 
wicked smile spread across her face. “I may as well make it worth 
while!”
     
     “Wait!” Alisa’s struggles grew frantic as the stronger woman 
dragged her across the room. “What the hell are you thinking?” 
She knew what Mandy Conner was thinking, and had to get back 
in control fast! “I’ll leave out your name, digitally pixelate your 
face!”
     
     “Don’t you need more data?” Mandy asked sharply. “We 
need to finish the examination!” Surprising herself with how bold 
she had become, the hermaphrodite released Alisa’s arms, only to 
grab at her lovely silk blouse and tug! Buttons flew as she tore it 
from the startled woman’s body!
     
     “Stop!” It was her turn now. Alisa felt her face grow warm as 
the cool air touched her body. “This is wrong! At the very least, 
you owe me eighty-five dollars for that damn blouse!”
     
     “I don’t have eighty-five dollars on me right now!” Mandy 
shoved Alisa around and roughly unclasped her bra. She laughed 
as she ripped the garment free. “Why do you bother even wearing 
one? What are you, a 29A?”
     
     Alisa backed away, both hands clasped tightly over her 
modest assets. “We’re even now!” she gasped, trying not to stare at 
Mandy’s cock. “I’ll give you the memory cards and everything. 
You can even keep the cameras! Just let me grab my coat and 
leave!”
     
     Power! Power felt damn good! Mandy laughed. “We’re not 
quite even yet. You made me strip. Now it’s your turn! Off with 
the skirt, and then we’ll talk!”
     
     The blonde was trembling as her slender fingers unbuttoned 
and unzipped her black leather skirt. “There! Are you happy?”
     
     “I’m getting there!” Mandy couldn’t keep her eyes off of the 
cute little pink panties Alisa wore. “Give me those, and then we’ll 
be even.”
     
     It felt like she was losing her last line of defense as Alisa 
slowly hooked her thumbs under the lacy pink garment and eased 
them down her legs. The petite woman trembled as she stood 
naked before the nude hermaphrodite. “I’m sorry!” she sobbed. 
You can take some pictures of me. That will ensure nothing will 
happen with yours!”
     
     “Why would I want pictures when I can have the real thing?” 
Mandy meant just to frighten Alisa, but this was the first time she 
was actually in the presence of a real live naked woman! It sure 
beat the hell out of pictures and movies online! She could actually 
smell the scent of a woman now! Alisa was just as gorgeous as she 
always imagined in her lonely sessions of masturbation. Mandy 
was fast approaching sensory overload! She once again grabbed 
the woman and pulled her close. “You’re so lovely!”
     
     “Oh no!” Alisa struggled fiercely as she was roughly dragged 
over to a workbench. “Please no! Miss Conner! Stop!” Cold 
Formica chilled her bottom as she was picked up and deposited on 
the countertop. “We can’t do this!”
     
     “Why not?” Mandy leaned over her former tormentor and 
kissed a pretty little breast. “You can study me all you want. I 
don’t mind any more!”
     
     “Miss Conner, please no!” Alisa couldn’t help a soft moan as 
gentle lips teased her nipple. “I don’t want to study you any more!”
     
     “Well, I want to study you!” The redhead smiled. “Please, 
call me Mandy. Miss Conner sounds so formal for a lover!”
     
     “Lover? No! Miss, um, Mandy, I, I can’t! I’m a virgin!”
     
     As many women before Alisa had learned, this was not 
something to say to a horny and aroused possessor of an erect 
cock! “You are? I am too! This is perfect! We can give our 
cherries to each other!” Mandy grasped her engorged cock and 
stepped right up between her soon to be lover’s legs. “We’ll 
remember this moment for the rest of our lives!”
     
     “That’s what I’m afraid of!” Alisa cried as her eyes locked 
onto the staff that stood ready to pierce her maidenhood. “Mandy 
wait! I’ll suck you off! I give good head!  You’ll see! That’s how I 
managed to keep my virginity! I can suck the chrome off of a 
trailer hitch!”
     
     “Maybe later.” Mandy delighted in how the workbench put 
Alisa at very nearly the perfect height. For once she was glad of 
how tall she was! She rubbed the engorged head of her throbbing 
cock against the silky smooth lips of Alisa’s sex. “I’m so glad you 
shaved for me.” She whispered as she eagerly attempted to push 
inside.
     
     “No! I don’t shave! I, I’m always like this!” Alisa wailed as 
she tried to scoot away from the inexperienced member attempting 
to breech her. “No! Stop, you don’t understand!”
     
     “Oh God, here we go!” Mandy cried as she found what she 
so earnestly needed. The head of her cock settled in the most 
exquisite silky warmth she had ever known! “You’re so hot!” she 
exclaimed in wonder as she forced her thickness past the resistance 
that held her back. With a sudden release, the bloated head popped 
right inside!
     
     Alisa let out a squeal as her fiercely guarded virginity was 
forever stolen away. “Why did you do it?” she cried, as the 
massive member sank deeper into her quivering body. “You ruined 
me!”
     
     “Don’t be such a baby, Alisa darling.” Mandy cooed as she 
relished the warmth gripping her penis. “You can do me with a 
candle or something later. I’m not afraid to lose my girl cherry 
now that you let me do this!”
     
     “I didn’t let you, that’s the problem!” Alisa struggled, but she 
was well and truly impaled on that huge member! It didn’t really 
hurt much, in fact, the fullness felt sort of good. That was beside 
the point though! In her failed effort to get free, her eyes had 
caught sight of the forgotten microscope! “Oh my God, get it out! 
Get it out right now! This is a bad day for me!”
     
     Mandy eased out most of her length, but then slowly pushed 
back into the beautiful woman lying before her on the counter. 
“It’s a good day for me!”
     
     “You don’t understand!” The blonde tried to calm her 
panicked mind. The huge shaft moving within her was making it so 
hard to think! “We’re in sync!” she shouted, once again falling into 
the error of giving a horny lover too much information. 
“Remember when I gave you a tampon? Our cycles are close 
together! You’re a mathematics teacher, count the fucking days!”
     
     Mandy’s eyes opened wide. “You mean, you mean you’re 
fertile today?” Her heart nearly leapt from her chest! Oh dear Lord 
in heaven!”
     
     “See, you have to pull out! I can’t risk one drop of your 
inhumanly virile semen inside me today!” Alisa sighed. “I’ll finish 
you off with my mouth, and then we can forget everything. No 
research papers, not videos online.” Her eyes closed to slits. “No 
telling people how you forced yourself on me, either!”
     
     The redhead heard none of that. “You’re fertile, today? Oh 
my goodness! Today is the happiest day of my whole life!” Her 
slow and steady thrusting began to increase to a more satisfying 
rhythm.
     
     “You’re not stopping?” Alisa moaned in fear and arousal. 
‘You’re not stopping! Are you insane?  Do you want to knock me 
up?”
     
     “Yes!” Mandy cried as she grabbed Alisa’s legs behind the 
knees and forced them upward. “Oh Alisa, yes I do!”
     
     Panic and lust raced round and round in Alisa’s soul. Mandy 
was beyond control! She feebly tried to push her lover away, but 
her arms seemed to have no strength. It was almost like her 
traitorous body wanted this! “Please no.” she whimpered, as her 
hips defied her and began rolling. She tried to stop herself, but 
soon she was crossing her ankles behind Mandy’s back! “Don’t do 
this to me!”
     
     “Alisa darling, you’ll look so lovely pregnant!” Mandy 
sighed. “You’ll have the cutest round belly.” The hermaphrodite’s 
breathing increased along with her eager thrusting. “I, I bet your 
pretty little titties will get bigger too when they fill with milk! Not 
that they aren’t perfect now!” 
     
     The blonde whimpered fearfully as the inevitable drew 
closer. “Stop making me feel good!” she gasped as that dangerous 
weapon plunged deep into her body. “I wasn’t planning this! I 
didn’t mean it to happen!”
     
     Mandy looked down in wonder between them. I can’t even fit 
all of me inside. I’m bottoming out!”
     
     “Don’t try!” Alisa managed to get her hand to cooperate. She 
wrapped her still latex gloved fingers around the base of the shaft. 
“You’ll split me in two if you try and force it all in!”
     
     “I won’t hurt you!” Mandy leaned over the counter and really 
applied herself to her happy work. She found that if she scootched 
down a bit when her cock was withdrawing, she could kiss Alisa’s 
lovely face. “I swear I won’t ever hurt you, my pretty little girl!”
     
     The image of all those racing sperm under the microscope 
filled Alisa’s fevered mind as she tried to make her body push 
Mandy away. “Not inside me!” she wailed as the unthinkable stood 
poised to happen. “Oh my God, I’m gonna cum! Please, pull out! 
Oh please don’t shoot inside me!” Her arms slipped around her 
lover’s back, even as she begged. “Not today! Not now! Don’t do 
it in me! I’m at the wrong part of my cycle! If, if you squirt in me 
now, I, I’ll…” Alisa was beyond words. Fingers and pillow 
humping never prepared her for this. Heart racing and chest 
heaving, the blonde succumbed to the most mind blowing orgasm 
she had ever experienced! 
     
     “You’re squeezing me!” Mandy cried in joy as the pressures 
once again raced through her! “You’re squeezing me so good!” 
The hermaphrodite bottomed out one final time. With the head of 
her throbbing cock pressed tightly against the life giving gateway 
of Alisa’s cervix, she finally reached that blessed point of release. 
Feeling Alisa’s tight sheath caressing her, Mandy began to spurt 
gob after warm gooey gob of virile sperm rich semen right where 
nature intended it to go!
     
     As her heart slowed to something approaching her normal 
pulse rate, Alisa looked up into the panting face of her lover. “Can, 
can you get off of me now?” she said quietly as she wiped the back 
of her gloved hand over her damp brow. “This counter is hard.”
     
     Mandy slowly pulled out. The head of her cock emerged 
from Alisa’s body with an audible slurp. Pearly white fluid tinged 
a bit pink by her lover’s virgin blood oozed out to run down the 
side of the countertop and drip slowly to the floor. Guilt hit with 
almost a physical blow. “Alisa, um, Miss Kincaid, I’m so terribly 
sorry!” She stared at the sloppy mess seeping from the petite 
woman and gasped. “Oh shit! We have to clean it out! I know! I’ll 
get a bottle of cola, and we can shoot it all up inside you to kill all 
the sperms!”
     
     Propping herself up on her elbows, Alisa glared at her 
coworker. “Are you simple? That doesn’t work! None of those 
internet stories or old wives tales work! You damn well shot me 
down! My egg will probably be fertilized within the hour, thanks 
to you!” She noticed Mandy’s cock give a happy little twitch at 
that news. “Cover that thing up!”
     
     Mandy jumped, and raced to gather up her clothing. “I’m 
sorry! I really am!”
     
     Alisa began to wipe up the worst of the mess running down 
her thighs with the rough school issue brown paper towels. “Just 
get out! Take the cameras with you! The key is in my top center 
desk drawer!”
     
     Mandy dressed as fast as she could, trying hard not to be 
turned on by the sight of a beautiful woman cleaning semen off of 
her leaking oozing vagina. “I really am sorry!” she whispered as 
she retrieved the video camera from the storage cabinet and picked 
up the still camera. “I’m so very sorry!”
     
     “Get out!” Alisa sighed. “I don’t even want to see your face 
right now. I have a lot to think about thanks to you.”
     
     The days passed, and with each one Mandy’s guilt grew. 
Alisa Kincaid wouldn’t even look her way in the teacher’s lounge! 
It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon, but the troubled woman 
couldn’t relax. It was exactly ten days since the event took place. 
“Be honest! I raped her.” Mandy sighed at how vulgar it sounded 
to say out loud like that. “Maybe I should turn myself in!” 
     
     There was a knock at the door. When she opened it she was 
shocked to see Alisa Kincaid standing on her porch. The petite 
woman was bundled up in a bulky coat, with a knitted cap pulled 
down almost over her eyes. That was understandable after what 
happened last time they were alone together. “I have to talk to 
you.”
     
     Mandy stepped aside to let her in. “I’ve thought it over, and 
came to a conclusion.” She pointed to the laptop sitting on the 
coffee table in her living room. “I’ll type a full confession. I’ll go 
down with you to the police station and turn myself in. I’m not 
sure how the legal system works in such cases, but if I admit 
everything, I don’t think you’ll have to testify in a trial!”
     
     “Oh, do shut up and let me talk!” Mandy’s mouth snapped 
shut with a click of teeth. “That’s better.” Alisa took a deep breath. 
“I came over to tell you I tested myself this morning. The human 
chorionic gonadotropin level in my urine is thirty milli-
international units per milliliter and rising.
     
     Mandy stared blankly. “What does that mean?”
     
      “Alisa sighed. I think you really are simple. What are you, 
like Rain Man with math or something? Okay. Does HCG sound 
familiar to you? I did pretty much what a home pregnancy test 
does; only mine was much more accurate. Just like I told you that 
day, you shot me down!”
     
     Mandy collapsed on the sofa. “I, I made you pregnant? Oh 
God! I’m sorry!”
     
     Alisa shook her head. “I’m getting tired of hearing you say 
that! I just wanted to tell you that I’m letting you off the hook. I 
brought this upon myself. My actions weren’t exactly ethical if you 
remember. I don’t want you to turn yourself in. Still, I am happy to 
hear you accept responsibility for what you did to me.”
     
     “I’ll do whatever I can to help!” Mandy dropped to her knees 
in front of the oddly bundled up woman. “You tell me what to do, 
and I’ll do it!”
     
     “You don’t have to do a thing.” Alisa sighed. “It’s a shame 
we couldn’t have gotten together under different circumstances.” 
She turned to the door. “Maybe if we met differently, things would 
have been different between us.”
     
     Mandy rushed to open the door. “I’ll support you any way I 
can! I’ll pay all the medical bills and everything!”
     
     Alisa smiled. “Thank you for that. I’m still kind of broke 
from my stocks going out the window when my job went belly up. 
I’ll gladly accept your help.” With that, the petite woman stepped 
outside and closed the door behind her.
     
     Mandy stared at the closed door. At least Alisa was going to 
let her help out! Too bad she had ruined any and all chances of 
ever growing closer with the beautiful woman! There was a sudden 
rap on the door. Mandy pulled it back open. “Hello, yes?” Her eyes 
nearly popped out of her head at the sight she beheld. Alisa was 
still on the porch, only she had pulled off the knit cap and tossed 
aside the coat. A lovely cheerleader stood on her porch, with 
golden hair done up in adorable pony-tales! She even held two 
gold and blue pom-poms!
     
     Alisa strode in with a swish of her blue and gold pleated 
skirt. “Miss Conner, I have to talk to you about my grades!” She 
snapped the gum in her mouth and then blew a large bubble. “If I 
don’t get a passing grade in your class, my daddy will make me 
quit the cheer squad!”
     
     For a long moment, Mandy just stared at the vision in her 
living room. Somehow she managed to get her mind working 
enough to close the front door. “You, uh, y-you g-got an F on your 
f-final.” She managed to stammer.
     
     “I know!” Another bubble grew and burst. “I’ll do 
ANYTHING to change that!”
     
     Was this what Alisa meant by them getting together under 
different circumstances? The gorgeous cheerleader gave her a 
saucy wink. Mandy slowly smiled. “I heard rumors around school 
that you have a very talented mouth, young lady. Would you like 
to earn a C in my course?”
     
     “Well, I heard rumors that you have something big and long 
that you want to put in a pretty girl’s mouth!”
     
     Mandy grinned happily. “Then I think we understand each 
other, young lady!”
     
     “Miss Conner, I knew you’d see reason!” Alisa giggled like 
the schoolgirl she was pretending to be. “I can suck the chrome off 
of a trailer hitch!” She shook her pom-poms and pranced about the 
living room. “Who’s the girl with the golden mouth?” she cheered. 
“Alisa will suck the cum right out!”
     
     “Oh my God!” Mandy’s penis strained mightily against the 
old sweatpants she wore while just hanging around the house. 
While Alisa kicked up her heels, she kept catching tantalizing 
glimpses of the pseudo-cheerleader’s delightfully panty-less state 
of dress! “Is that ‘golden’ mouth all talk, or are you going to earn 
that C?”
     
     Alisa grinned. “Someone I know is really horny!” She 
pointed at the sofa. “Sit down teach, and I’ll get to work!”
     
     Mandy pulled off her ratty tee-shirt and sweats. She knew 
herself well, so she folded them together and sat on her clothing in 
order to protect the sofa cushion. “Get over here and get your C!” 
she ordered with a laugh.  
     
     Alisa tossed the pom-poms away with a fluttery rustle, and 
settled on her knees between the redhead’s wide spread legs. “Tell 
me, Miss Conner, have you ever had a blowjob before?”
     
     “Take a guess.” Mandy put her hands under her knees and 
bent over as far as she could. With a lot of effort, and years of 
practice, she managed to get the swollen head between her lips. 
She made quite a show of noisily slurping on her staff. “It was 
easier when I was younger, before these got out of control!” She 
cupped her hands over her ample endowments. “I hope you can get 
more into your mouth!”
     
     “Not a problem!” Alisa leaned in closer, and first gave the 
swollen head a sweet little kiss. “I think he’s happy to see me!”
     
     “She!” Mandy grinned sheepishly. “I know it sounds stupid, 
but I think of it as a her.  That’s Little Mandy, and she does like 
you!” A clear droplet of shimmering fluid dripped to the hard 
wood floor. “See? She’s weeping for joy because you are here!!”
     
     The blonde couldn’t help laughing. “Well, I like her too!” 
She kissed the head again, before taking it carefully between her 
lips. 
     
     A moan of pure unadulterated pleasure filled the air as 
Mandy finally felt the soft caress of another’s tongue on her turgid 
cock as a warm willing mouth granted it loving entrance. “Alisa, 
that feels so much better then when I do myself!”
     
     Alisa’s only answer was to permit even more of the 
impressive length into her gently suckling mouth. The biologist 
turned impromptu cheerleader had been telling the truth. Oral sex 
was a wonderful way to avoid pregnancy. She had carefully honed 
her skills until it was a rare man who wasn’t willing to forgo other 
experiences in order to receive the baptism of Alisa’s skillful 
mouth. That’s how she had managed to preserve her virginity into 
the beginning of her third decade!  
     
     Mandy moaned again and continued their little role-play. “I, I 
think I may give you a C plus, maybe even a B!” she whispered 
hoarsely as the head of her cock bumped what surely had to be the 
opening of Alisa’s throat. The daring cheerleader leaned her body 
lower, while tilting her head back. The hermaphrodite gasped as 
the head of her cock squeezed through that blessed tightness and 
entered her lover’s throat proper!
     
     Alisa was delighted in Mandy’s reaction! She was also quite 
proud of being able to accept this monstrous cock into herself.  
Pride goeth before a fall. Alisa learned this as she made a slight 
miss-calculation. With a little more work, not to mention bravery, 
she kept right on accepting more and more of Mandy’s member 
into her. The supreme error was when she began to playfully tease 
Mandy’s pretty little pussy while her nose was nestled snugly in 
the hermaphrodite’s little bush of red ringlets. She had forgotten 
that this was only Mandy’s second sexual encounter! Her eager 
lover hadn’t had time to learn self control!
     
     “Oh Alisa!” Mandy cried as her duality responded to this 
delightful torture.  “I, I love you!” Pony-tails made convenient 
handholds! Mandy grabbed on and pulled! “I’m gonna cum! Oh 
my God! It’s gonna be a big one!” Shame had prevented Mandy 
from pleasuring herself these long ten days. Guilt had prevented 
her from enjoying her usual four or five times a day jerk off habit. 
How could she seek pleasure when she thought Alisa would hate 
her forever more?  Now everything was perfect! Mandy’s hips 
thrust as she kept a tight hold on her lover’s hair. She couldn’t 
even see her cock! It looked almost like she was a normal woman 
being eaten out by a pretty cheerleader! With a shuddering jerk, 
her body began to unload a ten day supply of saved up spunk!
     
     Alisa went a little wild! She couldn’t breath, and Mandy 
wasn’t letting her back that huge cock out of her throat! She waved 
her arms frantically as the massive thing began to throb against her 
tongue. Shit! Mandy was cumming, and the massive load was 
being pumped right into her stomach! Her hair was being painfully 
yanked as the massive climax seemed to go on forever! Everything 
was beginning to look red, and really far away when the throbbing 
of the cock against her trapped tongue finally eased to a stop.
     
     Mandy finally released Alisa’s hair. “Oh wow! That had to 
have been the biggest load I ever popped off! Too bad I didn’t do it 
into a pitcher or something. I bet it was a world record!” She was 
startled when her lover collapsed to the floor and began to wheeze 
and gasp. “Alisa, are you okay?”
     
     Eyes watering, and lungs laboring to draw in precious life 
giving air, Alisa simply pointed a quivering finger at Mandy. It 
was nearly a full minute before she could talk. “Are, huh-huh, are 
you f-fucking insane?” she managed to gasp.
     
     “Oh God, Alisa, I’m so sorry!” Mandy was on her knees in 
an instant, supporting her lover and kissing her cheek. “I’m really 
sorry!”
     
     Alisa shook her head. “I seem to hear that a lot from you!” 
She managed to smile. “Forget it. That was my fault. I should have 
known you’d go crazy like that!” She stood on rubbery legs and 
put a hand on her stomach. “Holy shit! I feel like I ate a whole pot 
of egg drop soup! I can feel it sloshing around in my belly!” She 
clamped her mouth tightly shut and moaned.
     
     Mandy looked concerned. “Are you sick, do you want to go 
to a doctor?”
     
     “I, I’m…” Eyes opening wide, along with her mouth, Alisa 
cut loose with a belch that would make any beer guzzling frat-boy 
proud. “Shit! Excuse me!” she grinned sheepishly. “Now I feel 
much better! Damn it, girl. You must have produced a gallon!”
     
     “Oh yuck! You have semen breath!” Mandy giggled. “Not 
that I mind!” she leaned down and kissed her lover. Their tongues 
happily caressing each other. “Little girl, care to try for an A 
plus?”
     
     “You’re ready for more?” she gently grasped Mandy’s still 
erect member. “Shit! You’re insatiable!” 
     
     “I can’t help it, Alisa!” Mandy sighed. “It’s just that you’re 
so sexy and beautiful! You look gorgeous in that uniform, too!”
     
     “Calm down! I didn’t say it was a bad thing!” Alisa smiled. 
“You have got to learn some control! If a partner deep throats you, 
give the girl a chance to breathe! I thought I was going to die!” 
     
     “If I sit on my hands, will you do it again?” Mandy smiled 
hopefully. “Please?”
     
     Alisa smiled wickedly. “Miss Conner, I think I want to try for 
an A! Why don’t you show me your bedroom?”
     
     “Sure!” Jumping to attention, Mandy grabbed Alisa’s hand 
and dragged her bodily to the stairs. “Hurry up! I really truly want 
to give you an A, little girl!”
     
     After being nearly carried up the flight of steps, Alisa looked 
around Mandy’s bedroom in undisguised surprise. It didn’t much 
resemble an adult’s room at all. She dropped out of their role 
playing as she stared. Little figures of girls with strange hairstyles 
and sexy little maid uniforms, elaborate gowns, or school uniforms 
lined shelves and bookcases all around her. The walls were hung 
with the fabric panels of wall scrolls, depicting many of the same 
characters. “Holy crap! Mandy, how old are you? This looks like a 
child’s room!”
     
     “Oh shut up!” Mandy blushed from head to toe. “I just turned 
thirty, but I still really love anime!”
     
     Alisa looked around. “Well, I’m a bit of a fan, but this is 
insane!” she picked up a small blue box that seemed somehow out 
of place. “Now here’s something I know more about!” she flicked 
the small switch at the top of the box and smiled as a little light 
began to blink. “I’ve been fascinated by the TARDIS for years! 
I’m a huge Doctor Who fan. It’s practically required in a scientist.”
     
     “I got that at a flea market a couple years ago.” She smiled 
proudly. “It’s from the ORIGINAL series!”
     
     Putting down the small model of the space/time capsule, 
Alisa resumed her act. “Miss Conner, your collection is nice, but I 
really want to earn that A!” she winked. “Do you have any 
condoms?”
     
     Mandy followed her lover’s lead. “Nope, not a one. Too bad 
you won’t be getting that A after all!”
     
     Putting the tip of her thumb in her mouth, Alisa tried her best 
to project a look of innocent lust. It must have worked, because 
Mandy’s cock began to bob with every beat of her heart! “Well, I 
could go on top. Simply EVERYONE knows you can’t get 
pregnant if you’re on top.”
     
     “Yes! Yes, that’s true!” Mandy almost laughed. Hadn’t Alisa 
yelled at her that all those old wives tales where wrong? “You’ll be 
totally safe if you’re on top!” 
     
     “Then hop in bed, Miss Conner. We have to hurry up.” Alisa 
smiled. “Momma will skin me alive if I don’t get home soon!”
     
     Hop she did! Mandy settled down and watched her pretty 
little lover. “No!” she cried when Alisa made to undress. “Please 
leave on the uniform!”
     
     “Kinky! I think someone has a fetish!” she looked around at 
all the anime memorabilia. “Miss Conner, maybe some time I can 
wear a Japanese school uniform. Would you like that?”
     
     “Oh my God, yes!” A large drop of clear fluid formed, and 
began to slowly slide down the twitching shaft. “I’ll make you one. 
Fuck! I’ll order you an honest to goodness real one from Tokyo!”
     
     “Teachers shouldn’t curse.” Alisa grinned wickedly as she 
sensually crawled onto the bed. “At least not in front of innocent 
young girls!” The innocent girl sweetly kissed the head of Mandy’s 
throbbing member. She then crawled over Mandy and grinned 
down at her. “I’m gonna ride you like a cowgirl, Miss Conner! I’m 
about to earn me an A, Ye-ha!”
     
     “Am I a horse?” Mandy asked with a giggle.
     
     “With this thing, I think so!” Alisa grabbed ‘this thing’ and 
lined the head up with her sweet little opening. Both women 
moaned as the shaft began to slowly sink into the pretend 
cheerleader. “I’ve been thinking about this for ten days.” Alisa 
admitted, quite out of character. She grinned sheepishly. “Every 
time I think about being pregnant, for some reason I get terribly 
horny!”
     
     “I, I thought I’d never know this feeling again!” Mandy 
sighed. “I thought I had ruined everything!”
     
     Alisa swiveled her hips, making both of them moan again. 
“Mandy, I did bad things to you, and you did bad things to me. 
Let’s forget about all that, okay? That’s why I’m here today. I want 
us to start anew!”
     
     Mandy pulled the lovely cheerleader towards her, and kissed 
those sweet lips. “I, I love you, Alisa! I think I have since you first 
chided me for wearing antique clothing. I know that doesn’t make 
sense, but that’s how I feel!”
     
     “I was such a bitch to you, though.” Alisa sighed. “I’m going 
to sound like you now. I’m so very sorry for being unkind!” she 
began to move in a slow and steady rhythm. That’s one of the 
things I wish I could undo. I don’t know if part of me suspected 
your wonderful gift from the start, but I went a little too far in 
trying to convince myself that the busty redhead in the frumpy 
dress wasn’t really turning me on!” she kissed Mandy. “I’ve never 
been attracted to a woman before. I didn’t know what to do or how 
to react!”
     
     “You seem to know now!” Mandy slipped her hands up 
Alisa’s snug fitting uniform top, and began to caress warm smooth 
skin. “I think I’m in heaven!” 
     
     Alisa fondled her lover’s impressive breasts in turn. “Does 
that make me an angel?”
     
     “Oh yes!” she pulled Alisa closer and once again the lovers 
kissed. “You’re my pretty little angel.” She giggled. “But you can 
be a little devil too!”
     
     “As long as I’m your little devil!” Alisa began moving in 
ways that drove both of them wild! “This is the best!” she cried as 
she braced her hands on firm full breasts, and began to knead them 
roughly as she rode on. “If you were any bigger it would scare me 
away!”
     
     Proud and happy at these words, Mandy thrust her hips 
upward. They both gasped as once again the impressive length of 
her cock bottomed out in that delightful silky sheath. “Little devil, 
if you were any tighter I would go insane!” 
     
     They worked with each other, nearing blessed release when 
Alisa moved her right hand from Mandy’s quivering jiggling 
breasts. “Hold on a little longer!” she cried, as her slender fingers 
grasped that rock hard penis and tightly squeezed around the base!
     
     “Alisa, I, I’m ready to shoot!” Mandy screamed as her body 
trembled and shook. “Oh please, let go! Let me cum! I’m going to 
explode”
     
     “A little more!” the devilish cheerleader panted. “Please 
Mandy, just a little bit more!” Alisa went wild. It was awkward, 
but she managed to keep her grip while riding on to her own glory! 
It didn’t take long. As her body was wracked by the convulsive 
strength of her orgasm, Alisa’s hand slipped!
     
     Mandy let out a guttural cry as her body joined Alisa’s in 
joyful orgasmic bliss! “I love you!” she managed to scream, as her 
body pumped load after load of semen into her partner’s 
delightfully quaking body. “I love you so much!”
     
     It just seemed so right! Alisa hadn’t meant to, but the words 
escaped anyway. “Mandy, I, I love you too!” she managed to 
scream as she collapsed onto the beautiful body of the taller 
woman. They just lay there for several long minutes, smiling silly 
grins at each other.
     
     A steady beep-beep-beep of a back up alarm soon caught 
Mandy’s attention. “What’s that noise? It sound like it’s coming 
from the street.”
     
     Alisa scrambled from atop her beloved. “Oh God, they found 
me!” Semen streaming down her thighs, the blonde staggered to 
the window and threw open the blinds. “No! You can’t do this to 
me!”
     
     Mandy jumped up and raced to her lover’s side. “What’s 
wrong? Alisa, what’s happening? Is that a tow truck out front?”
     
     Alisa closed the blinds and looked up at Mandy. “I don’t 
know how, I’m usually very careful, but the repo-Man found me!” 
She sniffed back her tears. “I told you how I lost my investments. 
I, I’m sort of broke. I don’t know how to live on just a teacher’s 
salary. I, um, I couldn’t make the payments on my car. Not if I 
wanted to buy groceries, and pay the rent on my crummy 
apartment! Now what will I do without my Lexus?”
     
     Mandy hugged the sobbing woman tight. “There’s no 
problem, Alisa!” she smiled down at the beauty in her arms. “I 
have a very simple solution.” She kissed silky corn silk hair.  
“Alisa Kincaid, will you marry me?”
     
     “What? I, um, we can’t get married.” Alisa sobbed even 
louder. “It’s not legal here!”
     
     Mandy looked angry. “I don’t give a rat’s ass if it’s legal! Do 
you think I’d let the opinion of some moth eaten feeble old 
legislators change my mind? I want you to live with me, and share 
my life for as long as we both shall live!” She smiled. “I want to 
raise our babies together, Alisa! This one, and how ever many 
more you want to give me! Is that clear? Do you accept?”
     
     Alisa was startled by the usually easy going woman’s sudden 
forcefulness. She looked up into lovely green eyes and felt like she 
could see right into Mandy’s soul! The wonderful, special woman 
was speaking the truth! Alisa knew that right down to the bottom 
of her heart! “Me too! I, I mean, I do!”
     
     “Then we’re married!” Mandy smiled blissfully. “I may kiss 
the bride!”
     
     Alisa giggled. “You better!”
     
     They kissed for long moments. “Remember when I told you 
mom is a doctor? Well, I’m her only real patient. Mom is head of 
research at Bio-Dynamic Industries. She’s always complaining 
about the lack of qualified staff. I bet she would love to hire my 
pretty little wife!”
     
     Alisa’s mouth dropped open. “Really? That would be 
fantastic!” her hand went to her tummy and although no bump 
showed yet, she caressed the area protectively. “Only if she gives 
me ample maternity leave, and provides on sight daycare!”
     
     Mandy giggled. “That shouldn’t be a problem. Mom is a 
great provider.” She laughed again. “The only problem is I may 
have to lock you up in a chastity belt! Mom is going to adore you!”